Sunday 3 May 2015

Hiding spot.

So this is one of my favourite hiding spots. I can squeeze myself under the bed and then enjoy listening to the repeated calls of my name when they are trying to find me. 

For some really weird reason, they like to know where I am when they go out. It's not like I'm going to be having a party or do some decorating whilst they are away. 

I do like this room though, it's full of fun things to knock over and move about. 

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